(Poem #333 on new numbering scheme)
A tangled moon was weaving rough black cloth. The poets noted this, with their swift pens, but all their exploitations of the fact... they failed to yield a single line of verse.
(Poem #333 on new numbering scheme)
A tangled moon was weaving rough black cloth. The poets noted this, with their swift pens, but all their exploitations of the fact... they failed to yield a single line of verse.